After I entered the Otome game, I became the head of the temple

The four of us returned to the high school again, and all four of us decided to treat what happened at night as if it didn't happen.

Teacher Noctua called me to the office alone the next day. He seemed to be still worried that Sachiko's death would affect my daily study and work, so the understanding teacher asked me a little about what happened after I went home yesterday, and then asked : "Makoto, do you need to go home for a few days?"

I was silent for a while, shaking my head.

As the future patriarch of the Chanyuan family, no matter how many complaints and reluctance I have in my heart, I can't express it openly.An overreaction will only make Lin Suo feel that he has grasped my weakness.

But if I don't react at all, it will look too fake, so I have to use the people around me.

I clenched the corner of my skirt and lowered my head, making a sad expression: "I don't want to go home, my father and younger brother don't care about Sachiko at all!"

I was a little ambiguous when I said this sentence, and the sharp teacher noticed something and frowned slightly: "...Could it be that you had a fight with your family?"

I looked up at him, then slowly looked away.

No answer equals no denial.

In order to make myself look more wronged, I lowered my eyes: "Since the teacher has nothing to do, I will go back first, and there will be tasks that can be assigned to me normally."

"...Ah, okay." Teacher Ye Mo froze for a moment and nodded slightly, staring at me under the sunglasses for a long time before finally saying: "You go back first, I will notify Jie if there is a task."

After all, as their teacher, Noctua is not at ease to let Zhenqin do the task alone now.

Since Xia Youjie is her boyfriend, let's fulfill his boyfriend's responsibilities. With the strength of the two of them, it will be difficult to handle the first-level tasks.

I walked out of the office smoothly, closed the door, and stood there for a while.

It seems that Teacher Noctua believed what I said.

Although I feel sorry, but since I have to pretend to break up with Zenyuan Naoya... the teacher can also be negligent.

Letting go of the doorknob, I took two steps back and turned to leave.

Anyway, Yan Suo has been peeking in the corner, so let him take a good look and see how I subdued the high-level executives and replaced all his people.

Zhipiren of the Chanyuan felt that his youngest son's reaction in the past two days was not quite right.

The specific manifestation is that the other party stares at a certain place from time to time and frowns, is in a daze, often cannot concentrate on listening to others, and loses his temper inexplicably.

The maids at home seemed to be overwhelmed by the young master's erratic mood, some of them finally couldn't take it anymore, and sneaked up to Zhibiren of the Buddhist monastery to secretly remind the young master of his recent abnormalities.

Zhibiren of the Zen Academy realized later and called Naoya back.

The old father also spoke unequivocally, bluntly: "Are you in a bad mood recently?"

"..." Recalling his sister's advice before leaving, Zenyuan Naoya's expression was a little aggrieved, he turned his head and said in a blunt tone: "It's nothing."

Oh?

The person who knew his son from the Buddhist monastery raised his eyebrows: "I had a fight with your sister."

It hits the nail on the head and hurts the heart.

Zenyuan Naoya glanced at him: "No."

"I still said no, you really should look in the mirror and see what expression you have now." The Zhibi of the Zen Academy pointed at his face and sneered. , No one is pleasing to the eye, as if everyone owes him money.

It is a person who can guess that the siblings are arguing as long as they use their brains.

But the people directly next to the Chanyuan were very curious. Why did the two children have a good relationship since childhood?

The Zenyuan Zhibi even stopped the drink in his hand: "What did you say that made Makoto angry?"

"...I didn't! It's just that a maid died, and my sister reacted too much!"

"Oh, it's about Zenyuan Sachiko."

The old father suddenly lost interest.

"Your sister's character is like this. She values ​​feelings more than anyone else in the Chanyuan family. Sachiko has been her maid for so many years... It's normal for her to react like that."

"Zhenqin shouldn't be in a good mood right now. This is what she has to go through in order to inherit the position of Patriarch in the future. Don't talk to her because of this, and coax her well afterwards."

According to the past, the death of one or two maids in the Zenyuan family is not a big deal, and the old feudal family that favors men over women does not take women/sex seriously at all.

Zenyuan Naoya didn't speak, just stared at his father silently for a while before nodding his head.

The figure outside turned his head slightly.

After listening to the movement of the two people inside, he slightly raised his lips.

"Can the little maid over there come over?"

"?!"

The brown-haired maid froze for a moment, and followed the voice with her eyes - she saw a curly-haired young man in a white robe. He looked so good-looking like an elf in a fairy tale, and his purple eyes flowed like water waves. luster.

The young man with white curly hair smiled in his eyes: "It's you. Are you new here? It seems that I have never seen you before."

"Yes, I came here yesterday... May I ask what is your order, Lord Merlin?" The maid stepped forward shyly, clasping her hands in front of her body, but if you look carefully, you can see that one of her hands is It is quietly hidden in the wide sleeves.

"Ok?"

The man as beautiful as an elf opened his eyes wide: "Do you know me?"

"Of course." The maid covered her mouth and smiled softly: "You are the shikigami of the eldest lady, and the head maid introduced me carefully when I came."

"Hahahaha, that's how it is. I thought we wouldn't be recruiting new maids in a short time."

"..."

The two looked at each other smiling.

The maid narrowed her eyes, and asked kindly, "Is there anything else Mr. Merlin wants to do?"

"Hey, it's really nothing, I just want you to give me something to Master Naoya." Then, he stepped forward and grabbed the maid's wrist and stuffed a piece of origami into her palm: "You must give it to him." Oh, this is a letter written by Makoto herself."

"...such an important thing, why didn't Lord Merlin give it to Master Naoya himself?"

"Because I'm busy."

The flower magician was very confident, and disappeared in place without giving the other party a chance to refute.

I really do my own way.

The maid lowered her head and stared at the stuffed thing in her hand, with some hesitation in her red eyes.

This is written by Makoto himself... Is it okay for him to read it a little bit?

Well, this is also for future plans.

After comforting herself, Ooko Hoshino opened the paper excitedly.

There were a few lavender petals falling at the corner, and someone raised his hand to catch one of the petals, and the faintly glowing flowers would fall apart at the touch of a touch——Melin looked at the person in the corridor who lowered his head and opened the note.

"It's that guy...!"

The silver-haired half-demon in the fire mouse fur squatted beside Merlin, staring resentfully at the people in the corridor.

Inuyasha raised his wrist, spread his fingertips and scratched impatiently in the air, he couldn't wait to stand up and rush out: "See if I don't tear that guy apart—"

"Wait." Merlin quickly pulled Xiugou back: "Don't forget what our mission is."

Enemies are hiding in the dark, and they need bait to attract fish hiding in the dark sea.

He rubbed the immature half-demon, and said in a gentle tone, "I know you're complaining for Sachiko, but it's not enough yet, we have to trust Makoto...so wait a little longer."

In the past two days, the tasks of the high school began to become easier.

The three of us who often go out and run around to do tasks spend more and more time in school. Looking at the noisy classroom, Niozi became a little confused for a while.

Wash your father more?

As a support nurse, Nitro grabbed my wrist amidst the noise of the two DKs chatting and fighting.

Her tone was full of doubts: "Don't they all need to do the mission?"

I replied very calmly: "Because the high school doesn't have any difficult tasks now."

Nitro: "?"

Over there, Gojo Satoru's ball head pushed away and heard our conversation: "That's because the Supernatural Secret Service Division has already started accepting various curse-related work on a large scale, and it's the turn of the higher-ups to perform very simple low-level tasks." .”

Nitro was greatly shocked.

"Are you moving so soon?"

"In order to maintain the balance of the magic world, I have never argued with the higher-ups." I closed my eyes and tried to keep my tone relaxed: "If they have the ability to do it, they must have the awareness to take on everything."

If you confuse high-level tasks with mid-level tasks, then I will clear all your tasks and see how you make mistakes again.

"As long as the task is monopolized, people from other magic circles will naturally come to the Secret Service."

Gojo Satoru sat on the table and sneered.

"Those rotten persimmons think they have much ability and background. Those magicians are not fools. Wouldn't they be able to tell where the treatment is better?"

Nitro blinked, then turned to look at me: "What is the treatment of the Curse and Secret Service Division now?"

No matter the job, the promotion system, or the salary—no matter how you look at it, the Supernatural Secret Service is better, and it is officially recognized by the government, and it is now a semi-public special occupation.All those who are born or awakened with the power of curses and who can see curses can receive education and training, and then engage in corresponding jobs.

Those with incantations and incantation power can become conjurers, depending on the number of tasks involved and the evaluation level of efficiency.Each task can be completed freely in a team, or alone.

People who do not have spells or have low spell power can choose to become auxiliary supervisors, responsible for accompanying the conjurer to deal with the big and small tasks of the work, such as evacuating ordinary people before the task, and channeling the conjurer's negative emotions when necessary.

If you don't want to become a conjurer and assistant supervisor, you can also choose to be a member of the intelligence department.That is a new department derived from the window, which is responsible for investigating all kinds of things about curses, investigating people or things in detail, and connecting with several commissioners of the police station. Missing cases will be handed over to the Intelligence Division for investigation and handling.If the incident is related to the curse, it will be assigned to the conjurer team of the corresponding level according to the level.

The second is senior conjurers, that is, conjurers with rich combat experience can form a separate group, and the tasks they accept can be missions related to curses of various levels, or they can be responsible for catching dangerous curse masters.

The most important thing is to become a member of the Curse Special Service Division, in addition to getting rich remuneration and salary, you can also get six social insurance and one housing fund. If you die because of a curse or a curse master, your family will receive condolences. The department is responsible for the school life of its children.

Isn't this better than those old men who don't seek to make progress?

Looking at a ready-made electronic contract file, Nitro's pupils trembled.

"Is there even a medical department?"

"Of course." I crossed my arms and said confidently: "The casualties of conjurers are already high, but considering that there are very few conjurers with reversal spells, we will not force medical operators not to go out. , if necessary, one to three conjurers will be arranged every day to protect the nanny."

"And in order not to increase the pressure on the medical department, we will also recruit ordinary doctors to deal with the minor injuries of the conjurers."

"At the same time, we will also arrange reasonable rest days, annual leave and other benefits. Although we can't take regular maternity holidays, we can at least guarantee two days off within a week."

……

Nitro stared intently at every word on the contract.

Damn, is this the feeling of heartbeat?